Poetry · volume 1
Ajar
Track the fickle beastly treadFill me to the brim with leadDrop the crown, spin the topTake the trace and leave the lotThe claw, the clip, the battered cotWhen ISleep IDream of rot
Poetry · volume 1
Ajar
Track the fickle beastly tread Fill me to the brim with lead Drop the crown, spin the top …